AYUDA?
AYUDA! Síntesis corta de la vasija de barro graciasss.
AYUDA! Síntesis corta de la vasija de barro graciasss.
En resumen
It tells the story of a man who lived in the mountains had inherited from their grandparents a very old clay vessel.
It tells the story of a man who lived in the mountains had inherited from their grandparents a very old clay vessel.
He had it in the abandoned soil and dust almost could not see her drawings that adorned and its owner did not take into account at all, rather considered a nuisance.
One day he went through the man's house an artist in the city who knew a lot about the art of the ancients.
And seeing the vessel owner asked if I wanted to sell it.
The man laughed and said :
But sir, who will want to buy that crock?
The artist said : 'I will give you a hundred pesos for her.
The man was very happy.
Not only it is going to get rid of that nuisance, but above him were getting money.
Many days later, the man who lived in the mountains had to go to the city.
He walked the streets and saw that a lot of people lined up outside a store where a man was shouting : - Come To see the work of art that has just been discovered!
For only 200 pesos you may know.
The man paid 200 pesos to see the artwork they advertised.
And his surprise was great when he realized it was the same crock that he had sold for one hundred pesos.
Many of us can pass as the man of the mountains, which we both see things not appreciate how valuable we have to match.
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Thxx : )∅.
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